three men

On the way to and from a meeting this morning, the world created some beautiful light for me to take advantage of, so I did.

I've always wanted to capture the quintissentially British red postbox (and phonebox, but that's by-the-by) but it always seems really cheesy to make it the main focus of an image, so here it is vying for attention.

Another example of Southampton's glorious architecture. It's clear that cab drivers in their wisdom do not like this style, so this is an ode to that glorious and emotive man.

My favourite Rush album, I think.

I decided on Friday that I wanted to give film photography a go. There's something about the results from a film camera that seem so natural and unaffected and I love that. After trawling the amazing Ken Rockwell's site for a day (I must donate to this man, and if you use Nikon, so must you), I set my heart on a Nikon FE and began watching eBay for them. There weren't too many, but there seemed to be some excellent examples so I quickly got really excited about it. I even bought some film! Upon unboxing said film, Charlotte delighted in telling me that she was surprised at my foray into film, as the rolls contain gelatine. My heart hasn't sunk quite so low in some time (yes, a great indication of how easy I have life, but it's really all relative!), and I simply had to find some vegan-friendly (my non-consumption of any animal-death-derived products isn't really characteristic of vegetarians) film. Turns out, there's no such thing, so that killed that!

I have, however, resolved to shoot like a film photographer. As all users of digital cameras, I am occasionally guilty of chimping, an act that I find repulsive, but occasionally useful (especially in low-light!). I am now giving this up in favour of trusting my instincts. On top of this, I will not be processing images (unless they absolutely need white balance or a touch of levels) to see if I can emulate a more natural look to my photos.

Why? Because I can (hopefully).